Interestingly enough I cant even begin,
My emotions feel wholeheartedly abused,
Misused on cue,
A subversive war between two,
True, despite the methods we choose to lose.
Developing its own hazy hues of desperation.
And our own interpretations are always in contemplation.
Like there was no manual to the intricate installation.
Frustration, My intellect completely disguised by
The fragile facade in which I allow all to perceive and believe,
It is only the complex structure that is excavating deep within the me I can now be.
Yet the indefinite allows for my prestigious self to be suppressed behind so much doubt.
And the once pretentious two of me and you has evaporated...
Leaving us in this disgusting drought,
Taking the diversion to total distortion
Over the lack of consultation in this foundation.
Entirely irresolute, soaked with neglect.
And in retrospect, the treachery is best understood
By all the fabricated actualities.
But be as it may, my heart is intended to stay,
The opposite direction of away,
And while the verbal exploitation and
Digressional manipulation occurs
I will just stand by and tolerate it to happen.
My heart materializing,
Will devour itself in its own demise,
My mentality will collapse,
And the second coming of the controversial incontestability
Of our correlation in this parallel parody.
In which I fairly agree with the testability of a relationship,
But the questionable ways it is approached is juvenile.
But in the end the verdict is clear,
My love for you will be like a cancerous cure.
Manifesting into a beauty, all its own.
Pieces of us now fully grown.
And the once interpretable love,
The feeling of confused instability
Are now dependable, and my heart is full.
You antagonizing words are no longer cruel.
And we are both fools,
To our flamboyant cool.
